Sasukec: As promised, here's the start of my weekly updates! Now starts the weekly updates every Saturday and I will try to put them in right on midnight that way they'll be there all day! :D

Enjoy :3

Another thing! Imagine everyone looking like they do in their shippuden forms :D

Alcohol… It didn't taste great to begin with… And the after taste was even worse. It burned. It burned and made nausea overwhelming. So overwhelming, it was surprising how it was all kept down. Was that the door? Straight ahead? Turn the handle… Voila. Get inside, close the door, catch up on breathing leaning against the wall. This was getting tough. Another door? Easy enough… Second verse, same as the first, right? Here we go… A bed straight ahead. It's not empty… So attracted…

His skin smelled so good, it tasted better than this alcohol. He's resisting? Oh well… There's the wall and I'll pin him. No running now. Such soft hair… Was it always this soft? Don't care now… Getting boxers off is a lot harder than it looks… But manageable. There we go, easy access. Ow, that hurt. Hold him still so he can't do that again… Just keep sucking… Was this his liquid? So warm… Swallowing it all was easy. Off with all clothes now, things are getting more comfortable.

His turn now. Hitting the back of his throat produced a moan… Who's moan? Oh well… Hitting the floor hurts, but the pleasure makes up for it I guess. The soft hair again… So soft… What's this now? His fingers? Oh, I know… Okay, sucking… Sucking. He put them in and it was foreign. Weird. Good. Saw spots and now it's released into his mouth… He's inside now… Moaning continues… Who's? Hearing Sasuke…Now Naruto… Who's Naruto? That's not me…? Yes… No. I don't know anymore… Release was nice for the second time… Someone's saying something… What is it?

"I love you, Sasuke…"

Did I say that…? I'm Naruto… He's Sasuke… I remember now… No way in hell… What's going on?

"AH!" Violently, a blonde teen sat up screaming. His dreams scared him more than they ever had. He thought to himself as he caught his breath.

Holy shit… Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha. That was two years ago… Why am I having a dream about that asshole?

The blonde scratched his head then stretched, trying to shake morning sleepiness from him. He glanced over to the clock and realized his weird dream woke him an hour earlier than usual. He contemplated whether he should go back to sleep or just get up and get the day started. After a moment's thought, he decided to go ahead and get out of bed. Still trying to shake the eerie feeling his dream gave him, he decided a shower would do him good.

Removing the covers, he stood and made his way out of his bedroom and down the hall to the bathroom. Once inside the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror, admiring how much he'd filled out in 2 years. His dream reminded him of how wimpy he looked as a freshman. Compared to how he looks now, he was a "hunk". His chin had become more defined and strong, his shoulders became slightly wider, his body became slimmer but filled itself with just the right amount of muscle, and it seemed to him that his days of early puberty acne had gone away. He rarely received acne nowadays. Rather, his skin remained soft and basically acne free.

He usually didn't stare at himself in the mirror – he wasn't the type to be self-absorbent – but since he was reminded of how he looked as a freshman, he couldn't help but notice the effect time had given him.

After his brief moment of admiration, Naruto got into the shower and got out 20 minutes later. He dried himself off, got dressed… Where was his belt? He couldn't go to work without his belt. It was the uniform code. Ah, shit.

"Damn Applebee's uniform code…" The blonde muttered to himself as he searched all throughout his mess of a room for a black, leather belt. 30 minute later, he found his belt in the furthest corner, under his bed. The blonde thanked himself again and again for getting up an hour earlier than usual. If it hadn't been for that, he'd have definitely been late.

Now, with his uniform in the right order, it was finally time to leave for work. Naruto made his way out of his apartment, out of the apartment complex, and to his white Ford pickup. He entered the truck, put his key in the ignition, started it up, and then made his way to work.

As Naruto swung the door open into the restaurant, it stopped short and was followed by high pitch yelp. The blonde quickly looked around to the other side of the door to realize he'd opened the door on his co-worker, Sakura Haruno. Naruto quickly came fully inside and put his hand out to help Sakura up. As she grabbed his hand and pulled herself up, the blonde spoke frantically.

"Oh my God! Sakura, I am… SO sorry! I had no idea anyone… Look I'm…" Naruto chuckled nervously.

Sakura sighed then brushed herself off. The pink-haired girl wore the same uniform as Naruto: black slacks, black long-sleeve button up shirt, – tucked in – and a small black apron with straws, a tablet, and a few pens stuck inside the small pouches it offered. The usual attire of an Applebee's waiter.

"It's fine, Naruto. Just go clock in before you're late!"

With that, they parted ways and the blonde did as she said, making his way to the computer responsible for their clock-ins and outs. As he was clocking in, he was punched in the back of his shoulder. The blonde could guess who that was anywhere, anytime.

Naruto retaliated with a punch to said person's gut, then he dodged another punch. The blonde finally spoke up as he was put into a chokehold.

"…Kiba!"

"Say it!"

"N-No!"

"Dude, say it or be late!"

"…Dammit, I hate you! Uncle!"

Kiba let go of his blonde friend as he laughed. Naruto smacked him on the shoulder, then returned to clocking in. After clocking in, the blonde chuckled, "You're such a douche."

"But I'm your douche, Naruto!"

"So what're you trying to say?"

"That I'm your douche!" Kiba chuckled.

"…I hate you."

"Love you more!" Kiba said as he made his way to the front of the restaurant to seat some newly arrived customers.

The blonde went over to a silver rack lined with supplies and grabbed his apron, tablet, and name tag, then equipped them accordingly. After getting completely ready, he went to find Shikamaru, the assistant manager who told him what tables he'd be doing for the day. After he searched and couldn't find him, he grabbed Hinata who just got done waiting a table.

"Hey, Hinata have you seen Shikamaru anywhere?"

"Um… Yeah, he's in the o-office."

Naruto smiled then nodded, "Thanks Hinata!"

She nodded, smiling, as the blonde made his way to the office.

The blonde knocked on the office door to let Shikamaru and whoever else was in there to have Naruto's presence known, then he opened the door and poked his head in. In the office were Shikamaru, as expected, and their manager, Ebisu.

Shikamaru knew what Naruto was there for, so he told Ebisu goodbye and led Naruto out of the office. Once they were out of the office, Shikamaru reached into his back pocket, then pulled out a small tablet. He looked it over as the blonde waited patiently. Finally, after a heavy sigh, Shikamaru spoke.

"Looks like you're on tables 2, 8, 9, 10, and 15."

The blonde nodded then looked to see the tables he was to wait. His eyes stopped dead at table 8. Black hair, black eyes, and the sour I-hate-my-life face. Sasuke Uchiha.

"Shikamaru!" The blonde grabbed Shikamaru by the sleeve before he could walk off then continued.

"Shikamaru! I can't do table 8…"

The assistant manager looked at Naruto, unconvinced. "Why? Are you allergic to it?"

The blonde sighed an almost painful groan, "No! Well, sort of. I mean… Look who's at the table…"

Shikamaru responded almost immediately. "Work, Uzumaki. You don't get paid for a sympathy run."

The blonde groan and wished for something, anything, to save him from this. He looked to the other tables he had to wait and there was no one even at those tables. But, he took a deep breath, gathered his confidence, and made his way over to table 8. Somehow, he sensed Kiba was laughing his ass off. He couldn't hear it, but he just knew it was happening.

Sasukec: Don't worry, if the second chap isn't up yet, (As of Saturday May 1) it will be up soon. I haven't had the time to write up the second chap (only if it's not up) and it will be up. I will try to get it on at midnight Saturdays. If not, it will be sometime in the later days.

Good news, the problem between my friends are clearing up and so my writing will become a little better. Hopefully… Family problems, still there, but don't worry. Do Ut Des is the escape from reality I need :)